Roar!

When the dragon sparrow flew above the heads of Bai Xiaofan and the four of them, it screamed happily again, like a canary that had been trapped in a bird cage for a long time and finally gained freedom!

At the same time, the dragon sparrow spread its wings, and an invisible protective shield wrapped Bai Xiaofan and the four of them in it!

Strange to say, the raging demonic qi disappeared lifeless after hitting the energy of the dragon sparrow's expansion.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang!

The moves of Sword Thirteen and Luo Hai have always collided together.

A wave of heat that could be seen with the naked eye, like a wave, rolled and swept away!

Everywhere the heat wave went, all the plants and trees turned to ashes!

Soon, this heat wave slapped in front of Bai Xiaofan and the four of them.

However, after hitting the protective shield unfolded by the dragon sparrow, it also dissipated into the air like the powerful demonic aura before.

Feeling the heat wave that even he couldn't stand a little unbearable, Bai Xiaofan raised his head in surprise and glanced at the dragon sparrow hovering overhead.

Lie down in a groove!

Is this dragon sparrow so powerful?

If they have the ability in the future, catch a few more dragon sparrows, and then throw their primordial gods into the weapon, and then give the weapon to Xiao Mei and personal use, then they are not invincible?

As if sensing Bai Xiaofan's intentions, Long Que suddenly looked at Bai Xiaofan with a pair of fist-sized eyes, and the look seemed to say, boy, are you looking for death?

Bai Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, directly ignoring the threat of the dragon sparrow, and his divine sense spread out, heading towards the center of the heat wave.

Soon, the heat wave caused by the powerful force dissipated, and the figures of Sword Thirteen and Luo Hai also emerged!

Although Sword Thirteen is still dressed in white, the snow-white clothes are dyed with roses made of blood one after another, which looks a little miserable and a little tragic!

Streams of blood kept dripping down Sword Thirteen's arm, and finally fell from the tip of the sword to the ground!

It's just that although he was seriously injured, Jian Thirteen's posture was still upright, his eyes were not affected by the injury, and he was still full of arrogance, staring at Luo Hai without squinting!

And at this moment, Luo Hai was standing opposite Sword Thirteen, although the hand holding the scimitar was a little trembling, but compared to Sword Thirteen's condition, it was much better!

Looking at it this way, the confrontation between the two just now can clearly see who has the upper hand!

And Bai Xiaofan also noticed a little, the sword just now, for Jian Thirteen, seems to be a bit consumed, even if Jian Thirteen is standing there at this time, his legs are trembling a little, obviously Li Liang in his body has almost exhausted!

"Little Sword Spirit, if you control this Chixiao Sword in your heyday, you may be able to make the Venerable a little more afraid, but you are only just awakening now, after so many years of displacement, the power of the Divine Sword in your body has become less and less, this sword just now is already your strongest sword, what are you still fighting with the Venerable?"

The problem that Bai Xiaofan discovered, Luo Hai also discovered.

Yes, looking at Jian Thirteen who was still standing proudly in front of him, Luo Hai's eyes were filled with endless ridicule and disdain, and the scimitar in his hand was slowly raised, and he had the feeling that he would directly cut off Jian Thirteen's head with the next sword.

At this moment, a red light curtain suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and then a man wearing a purple robe appeared in everyone's sight!

And the most attractive thing is the crystal coffin that this man is carrying on his shoulders!

"Luo Hai, what if you add me?"

The person who came was Li Wushuang, who came here with a crystal coffin on his back, and as soon as he landed, Li Wushuang came to Jian Thirteen's side and shouted at Luo Hai.

"Who are you?"

Luo Hai stared at Li Wushuang, and for some reason the person in front of him gave him a familiar feeling.

"Hehe, I am the first generation of the Chixiao Sword Sword Spirit, when the master broke through the realm of true immortals, I fell into a deep sleep in order to help the master fight against the Heavenly Tribulation, I didn't expect that after a thousand years, when I woke up again, the Chixiao Sword already had a new sword spirit, so I guarded the Chixiao Sword with the second generation of sword spirits!"

Li Wushuang laughed loudly, and as he spoke, he took the Chixiao Sword from Sword Thirteen's hand!

In an instant, this divine sword that shimmered with crimson light shone even brighter in Li Wushuang's hand, even more dazzling than when it was in Sword Thirteen's hand!

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you and I have converged again!"

Li Wushuang turned his head, looked at Jian Thirteen beside him, and said in a low voice.

However, for Li Wushuang's words, Jian Thirteen ignored them, and turned his head to look at the crystal coffin behind him.

To be exact, it was looking at the beautiful woman in the crystal coffin, dressed in red!

"Master, after a thousand years, I finally see you again!"

Jian Thirteen's voice was a little sobbing, his blood-stained hands carefully caressed the crystal coffin, and his eyes were full of love when he looked at the beauty in the coffin!

Listening to Jian Thirteen's words, Luo Hai was stunned, and his eyes were also looking at the crystal coffin!

When he saw the beautiful woman in red clothes lying in the crystal coffin, the breath on Luo Hai's body suddenly burst out, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and his eyes were filled with boundless anger.

This anger seems to burn out this place of immortal slaying!

"Luoshen, I didn't expect you to be dead yet, today is really a narrow road!"

Luo Hai gritted his teeth and said, took a step forward, staring at the beauty in the crystal coffin with an imposing attitude!

"Luo Hai, don't be too presumptuous, your enemies today are the two of us!"

Li Wushuang shouted violently, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand swung out, directly stabbing at Luo Hai!

At the same time, Li Wushuang yelled at Sword Thirteen, "Sword Thirteen, return to the position quickly, help me and kill this old thief!"

Li Wushuang's voice fell, and Jian Thirteen gently kissed the crystal coffin, and then his body flashed, and it turned into a streamer, attached to the Chixiao Sword in Li Wu's hands!

As Sword Thirteen was attached to the Chixiao Sword, the Chixiao Sword's light became even stronger, and on the trajectory of its movement, it actually formed a series of afterimages.

"Xiaofan, what's going on?"

Seeing that Sword Thirteen had entered the Chixiao Sword, Xiao Mei asked softly.

Hearing Xiao Mei's words, Lu Aoxue and Taiqing also looked at it suspiciously, and they were also very puzzled about this question!

Several people listened to the conversation between Luo Hai and the others, and they always had doubts in their hearts, why this Luo Hai kept calling Sword Thirteen Little Sword Spirit.

And at this moment, Sword Thirteen suddenly entered the Chixiao Sword, which is even more illogical, unless Sword Thirteen was originally a wisp of Yuanshen!

(End of chapter)